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He stuck the course with his train of thought. If Ardyn was willing to stay and listen, why not have an impartial soundboard? It wasn't like he had any skin in the game, right?

❝ I don't wanna look back on my life and feel... shame or regret. I want to know I did my best, was my best, you know? ❞
May 9, 2025 at 7:01 PM
His lips pressed into a thin line, hand reaching to rub at the back of his neck as though to alleviate the tension he was feeling in his own body.

❝ I wanna be a better person for the people that mean something to me, but also for myself, which probably sounds selfish, right? ❞

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May 9, 2025 at 7:01 PM
Ardyn was right. It would be easy for him to give way to self pity and make himself the victim in all of this, and if Noctis were to be honest with himself? Really honest? He'd done that for most of his life... and it had gotten him nowhere fast.

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May 9, 2025 at 7:01 PM
said to wear like a badge of honour.

❝ Huh? Oh... yeah. ❞ He paused for a moment, realising how glib that must sound. ❝ I... I've been a shitty friend, a shitty person and I got rightfully called out on it. It stings, actually... it hurts, but I only have myself to blame, right? ❞
February 1, 2025 at 12:07 PM
he was indifferent, but he could see how someone would make that assumption.

As for the man's comment about there being trouble in paradise? He shifted uncomfortably, and became visibly upset despite his best efforts to keep it on the down low, to display that indifference he was often

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February 1, 2025 at 12:07 PM
wasn't stepping up to the plate or that he took the people around him for granted was a little overwhelming for him. It was a process —change didn't happen over night.

Sometimes, Noctis simply didn't know how to physically articulate what he was thinking and feeling, that didn't always mean

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February 1, 2025 at 12:07 PM
If his response regarding Ignis appeared flat, it hadn't been Noct's intention. In fact he was being more reflective than outright dismissive of the man's loyalty and dedication.

There was a lot for him to think about, a lot he needed to muddle through, and all these revelations that he

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February 1, 2025 at 12:07 PM
❝ I was here seeing a frie— ❞ He stops himself, remembering what Prompto had said and thinking better of it. ❝ I was just seeing someone, that's all... but uh... ❞ His hand rubs at the back of his neck, the stress making it ache.

❝ Not really sure I'll be back here again. Not any time soon. ❞
January 28, 2025 at 5:47 PM
Should he act like the Crown Prince, or should he let Ignis see a more personal side to him? It was hard to know which side he should fall on.

Not that he had time to dwell on this; Ardyn's question about why he'd been in this part of town derailed him slightly.

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January 28, 2025 at 5:47 PM
❝ Yeah, Ignis is a good man and maybe I've been taking him for granted too much, and not just lately. ❞ He'd always taken him for granted, not that he'd meant to, it was just... just what? Just that he didn't know how to be a person around him.

Or rather, which person he should be.

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January 28, 2025 at 5:47 PM
Ignis? Why he felt so surprised that it would be Ignis who would be the one to guide him through all of this he wasn't sure. Maybe it was because despite all the years they'd spent together, Noctis didn't feel any kind of warmth from the man.

Or maybe that was just how he was?

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January 28, 2025 at 5:47 PM
How else was he to learn and grow into the man he wanted to be? God, even thinking that much made him want to curl up into a ball and sleep for a week.

❝ Hey, uh... I'm sorry for offloading on you, you probably have a million better things to do be doing, right? ❞
January 25, 2025 at 3:23 PM
❝ I'm not gonna expect anyone to hold my hand, I think the wrong people have been doing that for long enough already... ❞

His teeth worry at his lower lip, brows furrowing in thought. ❝ —I have no idea where to start, but... I guess they're my mistakes to make, right? ❞

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January 25, 2025 at 3:23 PM
And yet the older Noctis had gotten, the more he realised that maybe he shouldn't be blindly following what they told him, and that left him feeling... well, like a traitor somehow.

His dad wanted him to be king, yet how exactly was he preparing him for the role?

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January 25, 2025 at 3:23 PM
This guy, this Chancellor Izunia? he was right, wasn't he? The foundations had been laid and Noctis may as well have helped build them brick by brick.

❝ I thought I was doing the right thing. I mean, when I was a kid it was so easy to trust the people around me. They were older... wiser... ❞

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January 25, 2025 at 3:23 PM
but I guess she already does, and who can blame her? I haven't stepped up, I just let this... this 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 that's inside of me swallow me up and I can't do it any more. I'm tired of feeling useless, of feeling like a burden. I don't expect you to call back, just wanted you to know I heard you. ❞
January 24, 2025 at 7:45 PM
There's a tremor in his voice now, a loud sniff heard though he pushes through it. ❝ —I tried, man... the letters to Luna? I tried... I'd write pages of stuff to her and... I don't know, I'd read it all back and just see how pathetic I am. And I don't want her to see that in me...

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January 24, 2025 at 7:45 PM
❝ I'm sorry. If you don't listen beyond that... well, I don't know. I just wanted to say it right out of the gate. I'm sorry and I... you're right. You're right. I'm... I'm fucking useless. I don't own my shit and I never hold myself accountable because no one else does it. ❞

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January 24, 2025 at 7:45 PM
to quell that bad feeling that had been in the pit of his stomach for as long as he could remember.

Shaking his head, he dialled Prompto's number again, only this time he didn't hang up as soon as he heard that automated voice. This time, he waited for the beep.

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January 24, 2025 at 7:45 PM
world outside of his bedroom didn't exist. That was until around 2am the night previous. He was sick of being everyone's problem, sick of feeling like he didn't have the energy for the most basic of tasks. So, he cleaned. He cleaned until his eyes burned from the bleach —yet it did nothing

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January 24, 2025 at 7:45 PM
Maybe the blonde really was just busy, or maybe, and this was the more likely theory, he was screening Noct's calls. Not that he blamed him, he'd been an asshole and deserved the silence.

It had given him time to reflect, though his version of reflecting was to curl up in a ball and pretend the

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January 24, 2025 at 7:45 PM
Though at this rate he'd be doing it alone.

❝ There's just so much that doesn't make sense, I don't mean about the war or the politics behind it, I mean the choices my dad made and why he's left me feeling like I'm lost at sea... why I feel like there's a wall around me I can't get out of... ❞
January 19, 2025 at 8:40 PM
❝ I... I guess I wanna be better than I am now, which is honestly what everyone wants. I want to be the kind of king people can trust and rely on... I don't want people left out in the cold because they were born on the wrong side of the Wall... ❞

Could he achieve all of this? Maybe.

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January 19, 2025 at 8:40 PM
everything in his power to keep his only son in the dark. And what purpose did that serve? None. Instead of protecting him, he'd raised a son that was borderline depressed and completely without goals or aims.

No wonder he didn't have any 'real' friends. What did he have to offer anyone?

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January 19, 2025 at 8:40 PM